Seventh Sense

What is the taste of betrayal? It’s bitter, like the fading fragrance of wilted roses. Camille, a talented yet proud perfumer, suddenly loses her sense of smell after a fateful accident. On the verge of despair and the collapse of her family’s fragrance brand, she is forced to collaborate with Antoine Moreau, a digital scent developer. Amidst the splendor of Paris, in a clash between tradition and technology, new scents begin to emerge – not only from the perfume bottles but also from Camille's heart, which she thought had long been closed.

-Kehlani,  an avid writer who spends most of her time publishing bestselling romance novels wants to write a new whole genre for a change and to this effect she decides to embark on writing a fantasy based fictional romance which she had never done before, mostly to honour her late grandmother who was a fan of such a genre. Kehlani embarks on a journey to her grandmother’s hometown for various reason: firstly as a form of reflection due to her grandmother’s one year anniversary and secondly because she needed a sabbatical in a quiet place which was in tune with nature to enable her work on this said Manuscript and possibly gather inspirations. - Kehlani arrives at Woodbine only to discover that this town is cut away from, the world in every sense of it. It seemed like their town was stuck in time as even the little stories her grandmother had told her and it's landmark still remained. Kehlani takes advantage of this and decides to take an interest in the townspeople who only farmed and jollied  as she felt that it might form an inspirational framework for her new Fantasy Manuscript.

Soraya loved Alpha Ragnar with everything she had. She thought he’d give her the world. Until he moaned another woman’s name while he was buried deep inside her. That was the night everything shattered. The night she ran—with his mark on her neck, his child in her belly, and her heart in pieces. But fate has a twisted sense of humor, and in the next moment, she is captured, caged, and sold to the highest bidder. To Alpha Khai King. Ruthless. Cold. Powerful. And also, her husband’s sworn enemy. He doesn’t care that she’s already mated. He doesn’t care that she’s carrying another Alpha’s child. He wants her. On her knees. In his bed. As his personal favorite. To survive long enough, Soraya agrees to play his lover. But the deeper she falls for her new master, the hungrier her ex-husband becomes—lusting, fighting, and raising hell to take back what he thinks is still his. Now the mate who broke her is ready to burn the world to take her back. One used her. One wants to own her. And in a world built on lies and dangerous secrets, Soraya has to decide… who she belongs to—if anyone at all. * * * Warning: This is an 18+ dark romance — emphasis on the dark. If you're looking for a wholesome, feel-good love story... this ain't it, babe. Here, you'll find filth, degradation, dark kinks, and enough tension to light a match. But somewhere between the madness, betrayal, and morally grey obsession, there is a twisted kind of love. So buckle up! It’s toxic, it's messy, it's not approved by your therapist — but it’s addictive. Read responsibly. Or don’t.

In the relentless storm of misfortune, Jessa's world crumbled as her businesses fell like a house of cards, leaving her drowning in a sea of debts. The remnants of her once comfortable life vanished one by one, leaving only an overwhelming sense of financial ruin. Among the mounting troubles, the most pressing was her father's debt to a menacing loan shark. Jessa had to settle it, or risk dire consequences for her beloved Papa. To make matters worse, the family home was on the brink of foreclosure by the relentless claws of the bank. Desperate, she approached the formidable Mr. Guiller Moretti, proposing a dire trade-her internal organs in exchange for her father's life. Yet, Mr. Moretti turned down the grim offer and presented an alternative. A job. A demeaning profession she never thought she would consider. Faced with the choice of endangering her father or sacrificing her own dignity, she opted for the latter. Jessa agreed to become a high-priced escort to secure her father's freedom. Little did she know, this was just the beginning of her tumultuous journey. Fate took an unexpected turn when her first client turned out to be Xyrius Dale Smith, a notorious playboy from the university she attended. Xyrius not only paid off her father's debts but showered her with opulence-expensive dresses, cars, condos, and jewelry. Yet, the exorbitant price for this lavish lifestyle was her exclusivity. He demanded her body to be his and his alone. Was it a heaven-sent salvation? Far from it. Was she lucky? Definitely not. From the moment Xyrius became obsessed with her allure, Jessa's life took a chaotic nosedive into a whirlwind of unexpected passion and turmoil, leaving her to question if this twist of fate was a blessing or a curse.

Xenia was given forcefully to be the enemy's bride who took out his hatred on her. Forced to substitute her sister, she discovered her husband was her mate but unfortunately he couldn't sense it. Xenia, was forced to birth an intense hatred in her heart for the Lycan king due to how he humiliated and let her be a subject to mockery. At the age of 20, her powers manifested and she boldly rejected the Lycan King, who now feels sorry, regretful, and ashamed of his actions when he discovered she was his mate. She escapes but unfortunately falls into the hands of Werewolves hunters and was raped, dying in the process. Before her death, she pleads to the moon goddess for a second chance, if possible to relive her life and got her wish. Xenia was determined to use this chance to turn things around and get revenge. Will she succeed? Things didn't turn out to be the same and she discovered revelations which took her into another world entirely, revelations that showed her she misunderstood things in her past life and the real Villian was actually closer that she thought? Now the questions are: Who is Xenia? Was she set up to be killed, the night she escaped or it was all a coincidence ? Who is the mastermind behind everything? And finally, would she ever forgive Rico and let go of the pasts?

Diana wakes up with a pounding headache, realizing she’s in a strange lodge, alone and naked. Confused, she wonders if her husband, Leonard, was with her last night, but he’s supposed to be away on a business trip. To her horror, she sees a naked man, a stranger in the same room with herself. As she tries to make sense of it, Leonard suddenly arrives and sees her in this compromising situation. He’s furious, believing she’s cheated meanwhile she was set up. Leonard storms out, leaving behind divorce papers. Desperate, Diana knows she’s been set up but is helpless as her world falls apart. After the divorce, she finds out she is pregnant.

When those you trust betray you, trading your freedom to settle their debts, you’re thrust into a world you never imagined. That’s how I found myself entangled with Damian—a man whose life is steeped in authority, peril, and hidden truths. As I navigate this unchosen path, I sense layers of my fate yet to be unveiled. The deeper I delve, the clearer it becomes: control is slipping through my fingers. And Damian? He is far more formidable than I ever anticipated… But is he truly my adversary, or could he be something else entirely?

Taking advantage of the crowd, Cecilia tries to evade Ethan and flee in between them. But unfortunately for her, she was grabbed by her forearm and pulled inside the boy’s locker room. With someone shutting the door. “You are not going anywhere. ” Ethan growls, caging her within his arms. His warm breath fans her chest as she is drawn in his brown orbs. Cecilia’s breath hitches as his manly scent infiltrates her nostrils and her wolf howls for closure. “Why do I feel something for him? When he touched me, it didn’t feel weird. It felt like I belonged in the warm embrace of his touch.” Cecilia murmured to herself. But that can’t be true unless he is her mate. Funny enough, Cecilia has already rejected her mate. This doesn’t make sense, because it’s only a few are privileged to have a second chance mate. The moon goddess surely wouldn’t bless her with another mate when she was the one who rejected her mate. After rejecting her mate who was her ex-husband, Cecilia is trapped between the Alpha who refuses to let her go, and a bully whose very touch feels like home. But at what cost? With her peace and future on the line, She was left with two choices, neither trust the man who promised her protection nor lose herself to her past.

Ako ang tunay na anak ng pamilya Stone. Gamit ang gossip-tracking system ko, nagkunwari akong mahinhin at masunuring tao, pero sa loob-loob ko, matindi ako gumanti sa tamang oras. Ang hindi ko napansin ay may nakakarinig sa isip ko. “Kahit na anak ka naming tunay, si Alicia lang ang tunay naming tinatanggap. Kailangan mo matututong lumugar,” sambit ng mga kapatid ko. ‘Iniisip ko na baka sinira ko ang usapan namin ng demonyo sa nakaraan kong buhay kaya ako napuntas a pamilya Stone ngayon, naisip ko. Tumigil bigla ang mga kapatid ko sa paglalakad. “Si Alice ay masunurin, may sense kausap at mahal ng lahat sa pamilyang ito. Huwag ka magsimula ng drama para lang magpapansin.” Hindi ko mapigilan isipin, ‘Kung ganoon, may sapat ang sense niya para sirain ang buhay ng lahat at mahal na mahal kayo sa puntong nakakasuka na.’ Natanga ang ekspresyon ng mga magkakapatid.

His hand slid beneath my dress, fingers curling around my thighs with a possessive grip. "I always knew that scumbag couldn't treat you right," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips traced a slow path from my jaw to my neck. "Still can't figure out what you ever saw in him." I drew in a shaky breath as his hands moved higher, fingertips brushing the band of my panties, sending a jolt of heat through me. "Women like you are prizes, Sienna," he whispered against my lips, the words melting into my skin. My grip on his shirt tightened, knuckles white. "And prizes? They're meant to be fucking claimed. Owned." In the haze of intoxication, Alexander Grayson looked like the most beautiful thing on Earth—or perhaps he really was. "Can... can you make me forget about Ryatt?" I breathed, my voice trembling. A smirk tugged at his lips, dark and predatory, as his hand slid inside my panties, finding the heat of my wet, aching pussy. A soft moan escaped me, and I clung to him, every nerve alight."I'll make you forget about yourself, flower," with that he crushed his lips to mine. *** From the moment I met Alexander Grayson, I despised him with everything I had. But when with fate's cruel sense of humor he forced his way into my life, everything changed. He was everything I loathed—a womanizer, a violent monster, a spoiled heir with an ego larger than life itself. He should have meant nothing to me. Yet, I learned the truth the hard way: nothing about Alexander Grayson was ever simple. Alex dragged me into the hell he'd created, where he sat as the devil on the throne of darkness And the most terrifying part? I didn’t want to….escape.